Mr Leah found an article on the Guardian about my brother's great-grandfather.
He told me it would make an interesting story so here it is.
A long time ago, before the First World War, my great-grandfather and his brothers were born: Harold, Leonard, and John Walter. Sneaky Leonard borrowed a book from the university library St Bee's and never gave it back! Now, this book was found and returned 113 years late, breaking a record of the longest overdue return, so don't feel bad if you forget it one week.
Now what is interesting is that Leonard had extremely poor eyesight, like really bad eyes and he needed glasses, so when he went to war, he survived and sent letters for some time, telling how terrible it was and that he hated it, but one day as he was crossing the trenches in the midst of winter and the moon shining bright, Willie Fell one of the soldiers with him said "Now if you don't keep yourself down...", because guess what, his glasses where reflecting the moonlight+he was a very tall guy. Half an Hour later he was shot dead by a German.
Indeed not very fun, but someone who did have fun was his brother John Walter, that man loved war, we have letters from him saying how much he appreciated killing Germans here is an extract: " I am writing this short letter before the excitement begins, as to-night at 3.0 a.m. we march off, fully armed, for well, I suppose I can't tell you, but it is very exciting and you will probably see it all in the papers in a day or two." well he also died.
Luckily my great grandfather Harold was a chaplain during the war so he didn't die! Otherwise, I wouldn't exist and you wouldn't be reading this great article.